The Supreme Elder didn’t want to stay in such a small place anymore; he wanted to go to the continent. Of course, since he wanted to go to the continent, he couldn’t go there to be a servant, could he?
The martial arts technique of Zhou Butong, he was determined to have it.
Based on the Divine Fist Sect’s cultivation technique, a new martial arts technique was created, allowing elders and disciples who already had a foundation in the Divine Fist Sect to cultivate it quickly.
This was another reason the Supreme Elder chose Zhou Butong’s martial arts technique.
"You think you’ve got me cornered?"
"You think I don’t dare to kill you?"
Wu Tian chuckled, his tone flat, but the more he spoke like this, the more it made people feel their scalps ignite and their hair stand on end, especially the Supreme Elder,
who somehow felt as if a great calamity was looming.
"You... you want to kill me? But if you kill me, your secret..." The Supreme Elder’s words were cut off as Wu Tian flicked his hand, the Blood-Transforming God Saber appeared once more, its glow suddenly brightened, and a destructive aura permeated the space.
"You... you really want to kill me?"
Even with Wu Tian’s secret as leverage, faced with such a situation, the Supreme Elder instinctively wanted to evade, immediately without hesitation, wanting to quickly escape.
But it was too late.
Wu Tian’s hand chopped down, and immediately, the Blood-Transforming God Saber struck,
the saber like a flash of lightning—if marked by the blade, death was imminent. Yu Hua had descended the mountain a second time to block King Wu’s army, using the Blood-Transforming God Saber to first injure Nezha, then Lei Zhenzi; Yang Jian used the Eight-Nine Mystical Skill to block this saber.
The Supreme Elder, of course, didn’t know any Eight-Nine Mystical Skill,
and was immediately struck by the saber,
instantly, one leg was chopped off, blood spattered, the person resembling a blood statue.
Struck by the Blood-Transforming God Saber, blood ceaselessly flowed outward, unable to be stopped,
causing overwhelming pain that made the Supreme Elder tremble all over as if struck by a sieve: "Ah ah ah! I was wrong! I was wrong! Spare me."
His eyes filled with pain, horror, and disbelief.
How could Wu Tian dare to kill him?
Was he really not afraid the secret would be leaked?
Blood continued to flow unchecked, before long, the Supreme Elder’s face turned pale.
With blood gone, his whole being shriveled.
Wu Tian smiled, gazing at the other elders and disciples of the Divine Fist Sect,
Wu Tian’s gaze was gentle, devoid of any killing intent,
but still made the Divine Fist Sect elders and disciples feel a chill emanating from their feet, straight to their heads,
making their scalps feel as if exploding.
"Don’t kill us."
"We don’t want to die."
In the eyes of the Divine Fist Sect’s elders and disciples,
Wu Tian was nothing short of a demon.
"Rest assured, it’s just a slash, the depth is approximately..." Wu Tian extended his finger, gesturing a distance,
just the length of a fingernail.
Seeing this, the elders and disciples sighed with relief.
Such a minor wound wouldn’t be fatal, Wu Tian smiled: "This is true."
The elders and disciples of the Divine Fist Sect exchanged a glance,
"Alright, strike then."
"After you strike, you must keep your promise and let us go."
"Yes, from now on, we won’t interfere with one another."
Wu Tian nodded, agreeing solemnly.
The elders and disciples of the Divine Fist Sect all smiled,


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